Packing up the boxes for it's Boxing Day
Dear I hate to see you go again oh so far away, far away
The cities in the rain through these headlights again
I kissed you twice for old time sake and then I kissed your hand
For it's Boxing Day again my dear it's time to pack it up again I fear
I hope this drink I've served don't make you swerve
Your seaters in the hall your flowers on the wall

I'll tell you your the sweetest thing when the leaves grow green and tall

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You don't seem to mind that you left your man behind
All I'm doing is trying to pick you up and be kind
You don't seem to mind that you left your man behind
All I'm doing is trying to pick you up and be kind

All the children know that it's Boxing Day
And they'll run the parade for old Cassius Clay


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